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    Hey Skib, you're funny... Funny is good.
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    Thanks for the comment, skib! I can see why your ma doesn't like it :/ it's a terrifying place. The hospital in general is a terrifying place, makes for some raw poems at least, haha!

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    Hey, I owe you a reply and I'll get around to it soon, I promise. I'm just starting to write finals now so my LitNet time is limited to ten minute breaks, but I'll be back soon!
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    GRILLED CHEESE WITH BACON!! I hate you. So much right now. And by hate, I mean Am Jealous Of.

    Nah, they're not bad enough to warrant a replacement. Not anywhere close. The exercises I need to do for my knees to get better are actually to build up the muscles in my thighs. It's all very irritating. Blown Out is really not a technical term. It just meant in my case that I'd torn the ligaments and put more stress on my knee caps than they could handle.

    Erm, I don't think so. Aren't we both thanking the settlers for coming to the New World and whatnot? Ah, that's so nice! Ours was nice but slightly weird with the fact that we were all kind of aware that it might be my grandmother's last Thanksgiving. She's terminally ill.
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    Haha when horses are comfortable with each other, or acknowledging that they're not dangerous to each other, they exhale hot air onto each other's noses. If you blow warm air onto a horse's nose, you're telling it that you're not a threat.

    Yeah, I can see what you mean about over-training. I guess it depends on what they're being asked to do. While they may not actaully ever have to sidepass, teaching them lateral movements like that generally makes them more responsive to everything. If you're doing work with them, that stuff trains their mind to be responsive to whatever you ask, even if it's just cow work. Also makes them more valuable to sell later.

    No, it's not fiddling! The boar does it's thing. All I do is redirect it
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    Not whenever you touched him, but he would kick out whenever you were close to his hind end and he would life his front legs and thrash with them if you were near the front and he was incredibly head shy. Like, I couldn't touch his ears without him freaking out. It actually didn't take long for me. He was very willing to break those habits. It took a little longer for him with others though. Just because after being with just me all summer, he was put into the school so it was lots of different people who didn't know what they were doing. By the end of 4 months with me though, he wasn't kicking and would lift all four feet when asked, he would stand still while you worked around him and you could rub his ears all over without him caring. Plus all the under saddle work he did. He was just the best pony ever to train.
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    Ah! I never thought about the ticklish thing! My feet are very ticklish! Damnit Skib, I'm never gonna get either of my tattoos now!!

    Haha but it's a glorious deafness, no? Wow I definitely would not have picked you and Kevin for band geeks. Though now that I know that, I can see you on tuba. And Kevin on trumpet. Am I right? That's pretty sweet about your sister! I only started playing French horn as a secondary instrument. I liked it because it was so finicky, especially considering I had no background with anything but percussion so I had no emboucher. I played it until the end of high school when I had to stop playing everything altogether for lack of instruments. I really miss them both soo much. Hey, don't even talk to me about carrying your instruments around. Please picture the most pathetic, wimpiest girl you can and give her a drum kit, two timpanis, a vibraphone, a glock, and a crate of auxilliary junk. That's me. That's also me yelling 'Don't Touch My Stuff!!"
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    Eww. That sounds gross!

    Yes, that's an effective game to play haha. I do it too, but I don't eat that much haha. Anndd, you pretty much listed my favourite foods there. Now I'm hungry.

    The rain makes the knees bad just because the air pressure changes and that affects the pressures on every part of your body, the same way some people get headaches when the weather changes. You feel the sudden difference in pressures between outside and your body. So then there's more pressure on my knees so they get swollen. There's nothing that can be done about that because it has to do with the degeneration of the cartilage in my knees. The other issue with them could be helped by certain exercises, but when I was doing that before, I pushed them too hard and absolutely blew them out. And now I'm afraid. It's a pathetic circle

    Haha the truth isn't interesting at all- Canadian Thanksgiving is the second monday in October. Every year, I promise . Sounds like you had a nice time!
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    Oh no, I definitely love them up. A TON of grooming and scratching and cuddling haha. Sometimes I'll just sit in the stall and stay there for a while. Whenever Tobasco was lame or sick I would just sit in his stall with him, or take him for walks. And Shadow was scared of life when I first got him so I spent a lot of time just touching him- running my hands over him so he got used to the idea and he'd stop trying to kick. Also, as ridiculous as this sounds, I blow on their noses a lot too, especially when they're nervous. And then at shows as well, you spend hours with them all day when you're really only riding for a little while. They get closer to you when they're in unfamiliar places (mine do, at least).

    What do you mean by over-trains them? Just teaching them things they'll never be asked to do?

    Haha fiddling. That sounds terrible. Well, I'm not a vet yet, but I'll let you know if that's all in a day's work haha.
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    Haha No, I'm not the one that gets the creepers. A girl I worked with did have a legit stalker. He added her on facebook and started creeping. It was bad news.

    Yeah, I think the bass clef will be the first one I get. Though apparently foot tattoos look really dirty while they're healing. Oh well. I started drumming in high school (yep, admitted band geek) and played all the other percussion stuff as well like the xylophones and whatnot. I LOVED it. I haven't played since because I don't have my own drum kit. I also played french horn a little bit. HA tuba! That's awesome. I don't think I could have held up a tuba hahaha.
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Seven and a half miles

by skib on 05-30-2012 at 08:27 AM
It's choppy, it's incorrect and it's exactly what I wanted. A little slice of my temporary insanity from last fall.

Seven and a half miles. That’s how long it took me to figure out I hadn’t done it right. I sat all night, wondering, yet laughing through everything happening. The dumb jokes, guest stories, co-worker whining and I still managed to get through it without asking a single question. We’d gone to the Potbelly and I waited. I resisted asking the whole drive back

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Adieu for now

by skib on 03-07-2012 at 06:19 PM
I haven't been on the forums in a long time. I realize this, yet I still don't feel like participating. I miss the discussions and whatnot, but I feel like I shouldn't even read the stuff if I am not going to contribute. I suppose I'm getting to be just another apathetic American who is going to ***** and whine about my country falling apart, yet still too lazy to get off my skinny *** and do something about it.

So, this is not a farewell blog at all. I am taking a break from

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It's that time again

by skib on 02-14-2012 at 08:46 PM
The time has come for my monthly blog. Funny, how recently I haven't had the urge to write. I've been on a roller coaster quite a bit, probably a downside to the more social nature of my work, but that's okay. The worst doesn't hit until bedtime, and then I can lay down and sleep the troubles away. Or try to anyway. The less sleep I get, it seems the loopier and less bitter I am towards things. I've had snow removal 4 days in a row now- that's getting called at anywhere between 2 and 4 am

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Sitting out

by skib on 01-04-2012 at 06:23 PM
I am forced to do something I sometimes long to do- sit down and do nothing. Sunday morning, I wanted to do nothing more than stay in bed and rest. I find it very strange how trying to stay busy is exponentially more tiring than constant, directed labor. But, Monday morning I was up and ready to hit the post holiday crowd-less mountain. I don't give a **** about snow conditions- I want to recklessly tear down the mountain without having to worry about clobbering some three year old their first

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A case of (un)fortunate nostalgia

by skib on 12-24-2011 at 11:23 PM
I've been dreaming of Cherokee Park a lot lately, and I'm not sure why. I do miss it terribly, and the other night as I was falling asleep I had this flashback out of the blue of a Sunday morning gathering the herd off Goat Mountain. It is one of my more treasured memories with my beloved pony.


The dust from the brushing still hovers about the lean-to barn as I heave Hurcules, my saddle, down the stairs and towards my horse. He eyeballs me- not nervously, but knowing what

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